John Vanderslice - The Kingdom lyrics

I was stranded in the hospital ward again If they pick you up this is where you’ll meet your end When the bombs went off they moved the capitol north You better be enlisted, you ought to be conscripted to fight the sino war It would not be for baltimore That I would die for It wouldn’t be for country Or castle or keep but me There’s no way to win a shadow war When every radical you stab excites a hundred more There’s a place, the rust belt, I’ve heard it’s free It was hardest hit, we were busy fighting the wrong enemy I found an abandoned factory On the edges of a lake It seems they made bread there And it smelled of pies and cake I slept on bags of rye and yeast I wandered through the fields Of honey clover, dead machines, and wheat